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Mrs
.
Errol
came
forward
,
a
flush
rising
to
her
cheek
.
“
Is
it
Lord
Fauntleroy
?
”
she
asked
.
“
Is
it
,
indeed
!
”
The
Earl
put
out
his
hand
and
grasped
hers
.
“
Yes
,
”
he
answered
,
“
it
is
.
”
Then
he
put
his
other
hand
on
Cedric
’
s
shoulder
.
“
Fauntleroy
,
”
he
said
in
his
unceremonious
,
authoritative
way
,
“
ask
your
mother
when
she
will
come
to
us
at
the
Castle
.
”
Fauntleroy
flung
his
arms
around
his
mother
’
s
neck
.
“
To
live
with
us
!
”
he
cried
.
“
To
live
with
us
always
!
”
The
Earl
looked
at
Mrs
.
Errol
,
and
Mrs
.
Errol
looked
at
the
Earl
.
His
lordship
was
entirely
in
earnest
